In the Void Zone, there was a special dimension which seemed to perpetually shine with light. Countless pious believers were silently praising the God of Light deep in their hearts.
In the Light Dimension, the Great Lord God of Light who had founded a god organization was nevertheless frowning, his face rather gloomy.
"My fragment of will was defeated. I've never expected that a Spell Caster in the Glorious Land would use a warship of the Atlan civilization to defeat my will avatar."
There was an indescribable complex feeling in the Lord God of Light's heart. Nonetheless, a failure was a failure. This time, his plans in the Glorious Land might very well be wiped out. If he tore apart the seal, it would surely alert the three Great Arcane Wizards of the Spell Casters. The Lord God of Light was not confident that He could face the three Arcane Wizards alone.
